Royal Underground

Ever hoist yourself
from a hole? How?

Send your stories
to Sir Lord Grubbyheels,

who’s hiding himself
in a crack in the floor,

almost erased,

gazing from his cave
while he waits

for the world outside

to crumble and resemble
the world in his mind

—and then in resplendent grandeur!

he’ll enter an order
intended for him

and rise to top tier
without toil or fear

where all that he knows will redeem him—

but now he waits
in the maze of his mind,

a withering wizard
biding his time.

Why not drop him a line?



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